That is, while everyone was conveying the message, Colin in the house suddenly felt a huge fatigue and hollowness wrapping him up.

An indescribable feeling...

Weakness, weakness, fatigue...not getting rest.

After sitting on the bed and struggling with his eyelids for a few times, he had no strength to support him and fell on the bed.

In an instant, he almost lost all his sanity.

He fell on the bed, his face slightly distorted, and his expression showed an indescribable sense of fatigue.

There is no pain, only an irrelieved fatigue...

From the soul, from the psychology...

Very tired...

Very uncomfortable...

Colin's body twitched from time to time.

He never thought that fatigue would be so tormenting, and it even surpassed the pain in the general sense.

It’s like in 007, all the fatigue broke out in an instant, and every muscle fiber was in strain, engraved into the bone marrow and imprinted into the soul, making it difficult to adapt.

In the room, only occasional breathing sounds proved that he was not dead.

At the same time, in the outside world, almost at the moment when Colin fell into a "haggard" state, a large number of cracks suddenly appeared on the glowing "sun" hanging on the dome like a mirror shattering, and countless light chips fell.

Then the light began to dim quickly...

As more and more cracks are cracked, the "sun" that shines directly across the island continues to collapse. All debris melts like snowflakes before they fall...

In a very short time after the crack appeared, the light completely disappeared.

The entire island world fell into darkness again, and the mysterious and weird gray fog once again covered everything, making the world return to death and tranquility.

At the same time, in the quiet third-level territory, only Colin's figure was twisted on the bed from time to time.

Except him, there is no one here.

On the table not far from his bedroom bed was placed a horse lantern.

No matter how Colin twisted his body on the bed, the horse light filled with filthy blood was always calm and burning silently.

But at this moment...

The calm candlelight suddenly swayed.

It seems that something changed.

There is a hall connected to the empty bedroom door. There is no window in Colin's bedroom, but there is one in the hall.

At the moment the candlelight shook, gray fog in a small area outside the glass window began to surge, and something seemed to be gathering.

Just when the gray fog was so thick that it was a certain extent, a face suddenly appeared and stuck to the glass window.

His face and eyes were empty, but there seemed to be a line of sight, extending out of his empty eye sockets, looking at the bedroom through the empty door, looking at the figure who was extremely sleepy.

The face was extremely blurry and pale, and it was barely visible that it looked like a human face, tightly attached to the windowsill, which was very cunning.

Outside the window, it was clearly a height of three floors, and there shouldn't be anything except gray fog, but a face appeared against common sense...

No, it was not just a face, but a pair of pale and blurry hands appeared on the glass window shortly after it appeared, pressing tightly under the face.

This scene was like someone was lying outside the window and peering inside.

If Li Hang and others were here, they would have noticed that this was the strange "gaze" they felt the next night.

But not long after, it seemed that it was not satisfied with a simple peek and wanted to go further.

The next second, the entire window trembled, and from time to time it made unbearable crackling sounds.

But unreasonable is that even so, the glass that should have been fragile did not show any cracks.

Not long after, with a click, the bolt column that locked the windowsill was twisted a little bit.

The window was opened in a gap, and a cold blew into the territory, but all the noise suddenly fell silent at the moment when the gap appeared.

The gap is not big, just the thickness of the nails, but it seems to be enough for that strange and bizarre thing.

Some special aura began to pour in, and these transparent things twisted the light and poured into the house little by little and slowly stretched towards Colin.

It passed through the hall and poured into the crack of the void door, getting closer little by little.

The horse lights sway...

However, at this moment, Colin was completely unable to react and had no ability to discover this.

In his "haggard" state, he was completely shrouded in extreme "tiredness", lost all reactions to the outside world, and his body was in a situation where only physiological instincts exist.

His spirit was weakened to a nearly empty state at this moment.

At this moment, he was no longer prepared and was not much better than a baby...

And at this moment, the cold breath poured into the house, but... it seemed to have passed Colin on the bed and reached towards the position of the lantern.

With a faint and cold atmosphere, the closer it gets to the lantern, it looks like a hand.

Or...it's the look of one hand.

A pale arm stretched out from the window, nearly ten meters long, kept trying to approach the lantern, as if trying to extinguish it...

At this moment, the hand finally touched the table in a few minutes. It was placed on the table that Colin found from the Church of Misfortune, trying to drag it backwards to get to the lantern on the table more easily.

But at this moment...

For some reason, this arm that was abnormally long, pale, cold, and transparent and blurred suddenly let go of its hand and quickly retreated...

It was frightened like a frightened bird, "retreating" at an extremely fast speed and disappeared into the house.

With a snap, the window was suddenly closed...

It completely left the place.

That is at this time.

Colin's expression, which kept making low noises on the bed, suddenly relaxed.

The intense physical fatigue is repaired by some special force.

Deep in Colin's consciousness, the empty soul revived little by little and reappeared.

His consciousness broke free from extreme fatigue, and although he was still particularly sleepy, he had reached the point where he could think normally.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately "looked" at what suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a crimson squirming message group.

Colin is not unfamiliar with this crimson red. The "rare filthy blood" on the lord-level aberrant body, these advanced blood are wrapped in a "data stream" that seems to have some activity.

A special force characteristic rippled from this information group, which was the force that continued to relieve the intense fatigue of Colin.

This kind of power is also not unfamiliar with Colin.

Recovery card...

He did not try to "wake up" because that would suffer from both physical and psychological exhaustion.

After a little sense of inside and outside the body and confirming that there was no big problem at the moment, he turned all his attention to the blood-wrapped "data group".

Colin looked at this thing that suddenly visited his spiritual world.

He vaguely felt its purpose, and in his mind, he made a hoarse and weak "sound".
Chapter completed!